Here I lay with all of my friends,
Soon we'll know that here comes the end,
"But c'est la vie", some said, "but they'll never come."

There she runs way up ahead,
I heard they shot her dead.
I'd rather think not instead,
And there they walk right up into the walls.
I knew they'd gas them all,
And very soon I'll be gone,
I'm gone, I'm gone.

Here we stand after all of these years
Wishing we were there,
But don't you think I would've cared
When your wounds bled on down on my walls?
I knew they'd gas ya all,
But I sat and I sang to the sun
Saying, "Please don't you burn everyone."
She stared, and she laughed
Oh lord!